The Time Machine To San Fransisco, Ca Poem by Justin Tallman

Never thinking
spontaneously reacting
to the future thoughts
of San Fransisco
California

From then
on
who knows
what my first impression
will unfold
just moving
with gestures
beyond their time
opening windows
to feel
the sunny day
breeze

Screaming
at the top of the lungs
through the nose
past the throat
sharing the delight
of doves
flying through
the floating clouds

This is in fact
Life

Shattering the barriers
of the dead end highways
to the salty
tasting air

What a dream
O, what a dream it is
on the western coast
Tokyo, Japan
every morning I say
Hello

Let the seagull fly
and prey
on this new
and hopeful future day
'til then
I swim in gutters
and dream